This week I satisfied all the requirements for a plenary indulgence except one: I didn't intend to receive one. Grrr....well, there's always next week...and the week after that, and the week after that...

Ben took me out to see Sherlock Holmes at one of those dinner-while-you-watch-a-movie places. No, it wasn't a date; when he said he had tickets, he meant what he implied: that they were free and he needed someone to take. Anyway, the movie was brilliant; I rate it totally worth the migraine it induced! I may have to buy it so I can watch it ( Read more... )

Our friend Alex (Not M. Alex G.; R. Alex T) came over the other day. I was wearing a sweater dress since I'd been tutoring earlier that day, and I happened to be polishing a silver tea service. Debbie offered tea to Alex and they discussed what kind to brew. I didn't hear, but I gather that she informed him that I don't allow her to drink ( Read more... )

I went to Confession the other day, then knelt down to begin my assigned penance. Upon completing the first prayer, I felt that I had not prayed it with sufficient attention and sincerity, and was about to begin it again when I received the realization/message, "Don't strike the rock twice." I'd never really thought about it that way before.

You know what's great about God? Besides everything. What's great about God is that He doesn't let His instruments stay broken. He can't use them to work His will down here unless they work properly, so He by Himself fixes them! And He keeps them in running order, because otherwise, what good are they to Him? That's why you have to take the ( Read more... )

I had a horrible nightmare last night about war, war where I had no choice but to participate, and seriously considered martyring myself instead of loading cannons used to kill; war in a country where it was illegal for me to lead others in prayer, and therefore, effectively, illegal for me to pray, read the bible, or talk about God in public. The ( Read more... )

My computer died. Ish. Am still trying to sort out whether she and/or some data is salvageable.

I have an interview on Monday for a job that I really, really, really, really want. Please pray for me.

Jojo helped me clean jojosmom's fridge this week. She was quite emphatic that she could help, so I had her washing shelves in the sink. She kept trying ( Read more... )

If you have not yet watched the latest incarnation of Doctor Who on the BBC, it's time to start. Loosen up your netflicks account and queue them up starting with season 1 of 2005. Like any truly enjoyable series, be it book or video, whatever episode I'm currently watching seems to be my favorite. It is, I think, the most moral series I have ( Read more... )

Three bottles stand empty on my table: one sweet champagne, one dry, one sparkling grape juice. Scattered about them are the remnants of biscotti, clementines, fudge, and popcorn. Dirty and partly-full glasses cover the table and counter, and games are piled on the coffee table. There is cleaning to do. I am satisfied.

Saw Avatar in 3D. I was expecting eye-candy; I got a seven-course feast for the eyes. Stunningly gorgeous, with just enough wish-fulfillment in the plot to make you wish you lived there, and the 3D makes you feel, for a little bit, like you do. There was a lovely part where the insects buzzing around were briefly out among the audience. I wish ( Read more... )